The corner where your life breathes easiest rests on the worn familiar ground you keep circling back to, one hollow cupping both the comfort and the habit. Your Part of Fortune, the ease-point your chart figures from rising sign, Sun, and Moon by sect, fuses with the south node, the lunar point of the well-known past ready to be set down, an arrow drawn backward on the chart. The place you settle and the old ground you came from are one. You sink into the known the way a hand drops onto a familiar latch in the dark. No prize is waiting in your lap. Just the comfort of resting in what you have already mastered, the trap being to stay long after it stops feeding you.
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